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The rain fell suddenly, but it was good to make the two honest farmers busy.

Under the gray-brown sky, the rain is like the fingers of the dusty woman in the gentle countryside of the city, fanning the popping style. But this young man is middle-aged, where is there still a little bit of literati feelings, dancing in the rain, and writing and ink?

The buckwheat in the field is no longer covered with corn stalks, and this year's harvest will be at the bottom of the tank.

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"Uncle Li, if we hadn't straightened the two meat wheels and ran fast today, I'm afraid I would have been embarrassed to live in your house in the second half of the year. ”

On the intestines of the rainy, green mountain village goats, a half-masked young man who is six feet tall and always carries a half-meter-long burden behind him, grinned.

Look at this young man, he is dressed in sackcloth and grass shoes, the grass shoes are in tatters, and he shows his feet and thumbs, not to mention, the muddy water is about to splash on his thighs.

"It's still a young man, if it weren't for you, a little guy, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to keep the little food in your Uncle Li's field this year. ”

Hearing this, the middle-aged farmer named Uncle Li grinned with yellow teeth, and planned to take out a pipe from his coat pocket and take two puffs. But even the dry smoke was wet when I touched it, and finally gave up.

"But now you have to say something heart-wrenching to Uncle Li. ”

Walking beside the young man with his back bent, Uncle Li cast a clear eye on the young man.

"Half a year ago, when you came to our Lijia Village, Uncle Li shouted one after another, and you rushed to do all the odds and pieces of work at home, and Uncle Li saw it in his eyes. ”

"Although you never take off this half of the mask, and you don't let the people in your family carry your burden, Uncle Li sees that your young man is also a sincere person. ”

"Seeing that Cuiping, this girl is about to be sixteen, and she can also start a family. If you fall in love with your uncle's Cuiping, you won't leave in the future, and your uncle will hold a wedding for you. This person, in the end, life is a blink of an eye, and becoming a family is the real thing. ”

Halfway through, Li Laohan put his hands on his back and muttered to the young man.

"Uncle Li, didn't you push your daughter into the fire pit, why don't you want to think about whether my background is clean or not?"

Li Laohan dared to speak, he really didn't dare to agree!

Now that the family revenge has not been avenged, those sanctimonious hypocrites above the court are still in the unscrupulous wine pond meat forest, especially the brute who colluded with the royal family and betrayed his father to seek glory has been added to the official rank, and he has trouble sleeping.

In the face of the deep hatred of the sea of blood, even if Cui Ping's little sister is smart, and his brother calls him all day long, he can't distinguish this kind of thought.

In the final analysis, whether he lives or dies is a matter of heaven.

"After being busy at home every day, how bad can your mind be? Although your Uncle Li has dealt with the land all his life, his eyes are also bright. ”

Haha smiled, Li Laohan estimated that the young man was thin-skinned in this kind of matter, but he didn't ask, but he also had a calculation in his heart.

As long as the young man didn't make it clear that his girl was not good, he would grind a few more sentences in the future, and Cui Ping's mother would also fan a little after-dinner talk, so he was not afraid that this guy would not let go.

In this world, the cold farmers are not only worried about the marriage of their children, but also about the marriage of their daughters.

"Huh?"

Next, the young man didn't answer Li Laohan's words, but as soon as he came out of the path, the young man frowned.

"What's wrong?"

"These footprints on the ground are not ours, someone should have come to the house. ”

At this moment, the young man stared at the footprints on the side of the road in the puddle, and was busy looking around.

Li Laohan's house is at the innermost end of the farm, and he doesn't even visit the farmers in the farm on weekdays, and this footprint fell out of thin air, and the traces in the rain are not deep, I'm afraid they are still two guys with a cultivation foundation.

"Take two quick steps,"

Wiping the rain on his face, the young man breathed a sigh of relief.

Isn't it that those guys already know he's alive and found here?

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"What kind of thing is this?"

As soon as they entered the farmhouse, a scene suddenly made the legs of the two of them slump, and Li Laohan beside him roared heartbreakingly, and hurriedly ran towards the door.

In front of him, there were two unclothed women's corpses lying across the door.

The woman, who was no more than forty years old, was bleeding profusely from her forehead, her eyes were wide open, and the rain was beating against her face.

Another girl who was only fifteen or sixteen years old, her clothes had been stripped off, her lower body was red, and the most permeating thing was the eye-catching sword hole in the girl's lower abdomen, and the blood foam was still bubbling up.

The mother and daughter are Li Laohan's wife and daughter, Liu and daughter Cuiping.

"Fucking dog mongrel, who did this?"

In the rain, Li Laohan hurriedly covered his wife and daughter, and shouted with a blue face and beating his chest.

"Auntie and Sister Cuiping are... It's all out of gas. ”

Slowly carried the wife and daughter into the door, put his fingers on the two of them and snorted, the young man's teeth were gritting, looking at the old man Li who was trembling and holding the girl and crying, the young man muttered in a low voice.

Suddenly, a torn silk rag fell from the girl's hand, and when she picked up the silk cloth that should not have appeared in an ordinary farmer's house, the young man's chest with scarlet eyes rose and fell.

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Three or two hours in the afternoon, Li Laohan, who was holding the corpses of his wife and daughter, finally cried hoarsely, and the young man never comforted him halfway.

For an ordinary peasant household in the Tianyue Dynasty, it is a great satisfaction for a man who works as a farmer to have a wife and daughter, no longer endure hunger and cold, and grow old safely.

Now I went to the field to do a farm work, and when I came back, my wife and daughter were defiled and killed, and this kind of thunderbolt on a sunny day is unbearable for those masters of the rivers and lakes who are well-versed in the Tao, let alone a farmer.

The only thing that can be done is to cry heart-wrenching.

"Boy, young man, did you bring these people in?"

On the head of the bed, Li Laohan, whose tears were dry, looked at the young man with swollen and red eyes.

From the day he first saw this young man covered in scars, he knew that the young man was not an ordinary person, and that he would definitely be suspected of hiding from trouble when he came to their untouched mountain village.

But Li Laohan didn't want the death of his wife and daughter to be related to this young man.

"No, they don't know if I'm alive or dead. Even if I knew, I would only ambush me in the dark and wait for me to enter the urn, and I would never leave after killing my aunt and Sister Cuiping. ”

Looking at Li Laohan apologetically, the young man sighed complicatedly.

"Uncle Li, aunt and sister Cuiping will talk again, I'll go out and make two coffins. ”

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The sudden change broke the calm Li Laohan's house, and at dusk, the young man who had finished digging the coffin helped up the old Li Han whose legs were numb.

He didn't shout at the other farmers in the village, and he didn't go to the city to gather any memorial things. After giving Liu and Cui Ping a good burial, there were only two newly raised graves.

In front of the mound, there are two wooden tomb plaques, each with an orange and a steamed bun in front of the tomb.

This orange is liked to be eaten by both Aunt Liu and Cuiping girl, and whenever he and Li Laohan come back from the field in the past six months, Cuiping girl mostly chews oranges, and by the way, she also peels one for him.

Especially that sentence: Brother, eat oranges wow.

Now that I think about it, it's really sweet to the heart.

"Young man, after today, you should be leaving, right?"

In front of the grave, Li Laohan, who did not have the slightest look on his face, had a pipe in his mouth as usual.

"I'll leave later, if those guys find me, Uncle Li will definitely be affected. After all... The eldest lady and Cuiping's sister are also watching under Jiuquan. ”

The young man said abruptly.

"Alas, in the morning, my wife and children are still hot on the kang, why is there yin and yang at night?"

Knocking on the pipe, Old Man Li shook his head numbly.

"Uncle Li doesn't want to live anymore?"

The young man turned his head with a desolate expression.

"I don't want to live anymore, I plan to follow her mother and son to the Huangquan Road to go around, and there will be a response when the time comes. ”

"Uncle Li doesn't want to know who killed the eldest mother and Sister Cuiping?"

"I can't find the murderer, but my old Li Tou is also staring at these beasts in the Netherworld, just to see how they died. ”

He is an ordinary farmer, so what ability does he have to find these murderers!

"Uncle Li lives well first, and in three years at the latest, I will definitely find out the murderers and come to see Uncle Li with their heads. ”

Listening to Li Laohan's words of seeking death, the young man did not stop him, and said softly.

"What's the matter? These brutes have long since disappeared. ”

"At noon, there are two shoe prints on the rain road, and they are two people. Besides, their shoe prints are the same, and they should be the same force. The two of them have extremely shallow shoe prints, and they are cultivators. And the piece of silk that Cuiping's sister tore off was also the murderer's, and the silk cloth had a pattern to match, which should be a sign of that force. ”

"As long as you keep narrowing the scope, there is always hope. ”

Kneading the grass roots in his hands, the young man finally turned his head to look at Li Laohan.

When the young man's words fell, the bones of the people who seeped through the yin tide after the rain trembled, and Li Laohan knocked his knees with a pipe.

"You know that you little guy is not a simple person. ”

I saw Li Laohan get up, his wife and daughter were deceased, and Li Laohan's waist was getting deeper and deeper.

"Young man, it's been half a year, and your Uncle Li still doesn't know what your surname is. ”

Halfway up the mountain, Li Laohan paced towards his home and stopped.

"Cold, icy cold. ”

Looking at the back of the farmer, the young man sighed.

The surname Leng was half a year before the Tianyue Dynasty was gone.

"That's... Leng family boy, you have to worry more about your aunt and Cuiping's girl. You Uncle Li and I will breathe for another three years, and then bring good news to her mother and son. ”

waved his hand to the young man, and Li Laohan disappeared before the night came.

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"The rivers and lakes of Mo Dao are far away, and the Forbidden Dynasty is high, which road is not easy to walk!"

The night breeze blew the smell of grass and earth, and the burden on his back was strangled by the young man's mutter.

"But this thing is fucking inferior urine, and I have to die!"

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